Rising in the world : $b A tale for the rich and poorArthur, T. S. (Timothy Shay)
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Rising in the world : $b A tale for the rich and poor
Arthur, T. S. (Timothy Shay)
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction
"Don't get excited, Mr. Dunbar," replied Malcolm, retaining his seat.
"This is a business of some importance and needs coolness in its
settlement. I have demanded nothing but what is right, and nothing
but what I mean to have. I will give you until to-morrow afternoon at
four o'clock to deliberate upon the matter, and then if you do not
present me with the clerk's receipt for that bill of costs, and with
two thousand dollars to pay off my debts, I will instantly commence a
suit against you and Harrison's lawyer for a conspiracy to defraud me,
in which something about a demurrer will come out that will not be very
pleasant to you or to him, as you both too well know."
Dunbar sank down in his chair as if suddenly deprived of strength,
while the perspiration started upon his forehead.
"For heaven's sake! What do you mean?" he exclaimed, taken so
completely by surprise as to be thrown off his guard.
"Simply what I say," replied Malcolm, as coolly and firmly as at first.
"I have heard from Mr. Harrison all about the bribe you accepted, and
received out of your own pocket. So you needn't imagine that I am
trying to frighten you with a bugbear. Pay the loss you have occasioned
me, and I have done with you for ever; if not, I will obtain damages.
To-morrow at four o'clock I will call, and if you are prepared to make
all right—well; and if not—well; at least so far as I am concerned.
Good morning."
And Malcolm retired from the office of Dunbar, leaving the attorney
more than half stupified, yet in the fullest possession of every word
that had been uttered.
When Malcolm called on the next day at the hour named, he received all
that he had demanded.
The star of Lawrence Dunbar's rising fortunes had already reached
its point of culmination—young as he was, and possessed of brilliant
talents and a mind well stored with professional lore—and was now
beginning its rapid descent. He had erred in supposing that, separated
from Mr. Harker, he could take a high position at the bar. In this
he had overrated himself. Only a few petty cases came into his hands
besides the case of Malcolm, which he managed so badly. The flaw left
in his client's bill in this case was so palpable, that the whole bar
expressed astonishment at the glaring oversight. It hurt his reputation
seriously.
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